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My friends on P-Soup are loyal and true
Every morning I rush to my computer
To read all their happy upbeat comments
And suddenly the sun breaks through the clouds
At times, I must admit I have thought of leaving
When everyday trials cloud my vision
But then I quickly come to my senses
I would certainly have withdrawal sysmtoms
Similar to those folks abstaining from alcohol
I would have to join “P-Soup Anonymous” for help
To get me through the difficult and trying times
Without the aid of friends and family
I'd be a broken man aimlessly wandering the streets
As I sit here writing, I am convinced
This will never ever come to pass
Alright, I'll admit it... I'm obsessed
There! I feel much better now
Admitting I have a problem is half the battle
So it seems I'll be here for the foreseeaable future
Thank you all my dear friends
And three cheers for Poetry Soup!
© Jack Ellison 2014
A table set is for all
It does not differentiate sins great or small
He only asks there’s a price to pay
And you may almost have paid it anyway
You revere Gods son as Jesus Christ
But the vindication of Gods name is the price
He fought in heaven his angelic son
And cast Satan down to test each one
Knowing we are falling short
Is half the battle I would have thought
None is perfect you know, so do I
Neither those in rich garbs piety they cry
They can wave their arms and bless each other
But that doesn’t mean they can call Christ brother
Of sins we are all guilty of
But don’t the scriptures teach Gods love
Love for man he placed on earth to reside
Love knowing Satan is their to tempt us aside
Repentance comes from the heart
And knowing you need it is a start
Heavenly forgiveness is promised to all
If we change our ways and on God and His son we call
The table is set and I am sure my friend
You will get an invitation at your end
Make it through make it true
Lay it bare if you dare
Banish doubt make it count
Look around you’ve made it there
Shout it far show your scars
Fill the day with twenty-four hours
This is it what we’ve got
Looks like but it’s ours
You see this life filled with strife
So much hurt so much pain
Now you win now you lose
One man’s loss another’s gain
It wasn’t meant to be pretty
Empty towns dirty cities
People all around have issues
Insecure,lost and misused
You can choose to stay and fight
Assert yourself claim your rights
Or decide to turn away
Make your mark another day
Showing up is half the battle
Knocked down back in the saddle
It’s not the wins and the losses
It’s the learning it’s a process
At the end of the day
Stop and do the math
Those who've made hay
Don’t have to look back.
We court darkness to see the light
& every room
has a bit of both
We're the sum of wombs in many
ways giving birth to things
in route to growth
Every little step we take is toward
a cliff & one day
we'll all exceed the edge
The roads we take are hit or miss
& every single path
has a bit of dread
Tread lightly in a dark world for
heavy steps bring
wear afoot
We wear each other's skin like we're
all the same so eventually
shoes fit the other foot
We couldn't see a thing inside the
womb but still looked
forward to a brighter life
The divine darkness in which we're
groomed only gives
birth to growing light
Don't fight the darkness inside of
you but see the light
within the shadows
I feel all the struggles the same
as you but the duality
is half the battle
My friends on P-Soup are loyal and true
Every morning I rush to my computer
To read all their happy upbeat comments
And suddenly the sun breaks through the clouds
At times, I must admit I have thought of leaving
When everyday trials cloud my vision
But then I quickly come to my senses
I would certainly have withdrawal symptoms
Similar to those folks abstaining from alcohol
I would have to join “Poets Anonymous” for help
To get me through the difficult and trying times
Without the aid of friends and family
I'd be a broken man aimlessly wandering the streets
As I sit here writing, I am convinced
This will never ever come to pass
Alright, I'll admit it... I'm obsessed
There! I feel much better now
Admitting I have a problem is half the battle
So it seems I'll be here for the foreseeable future
Thank you all my dear friends
And three cheers for P-Soup!
My Body is literally Scared Up.
My Heart Is Torn
My Mind Screwed Up
I'm Sick To My Stomach, but I Can't Throw Up.
Unsatisfied by my performance in Life
Dreaming about A Rope To End a Life
Feeling Unloved from the ones that Raised Me.
Tears at Night Soaks Down To the Bed Springs
Look Up to My Big Brother; he is living a successful life.
Look at me; my heart is dying to live right.
I grew up in the slums Been Called Stupid and Dumb.
Soon Got The Diploma So Half The Battle is Won
My Eyes are Open Wide To see more Tears and Lies.
Colored Crack and Dope fiends These Are The Days Of Our Lives.
Mr. Colored Man Dare To Be Different
It's Time for a Change Say, Mr. President
A Colored Man Full of Emotion but Not Easily Broken, but can be Broken by a Woman Who says She loves Him Then Turns To another Man and Gives Her Love to Him
Through The Shakes, Turbulence, and Aftershocks Still, I Stand A Colored Man.
Killed still, alive still dead
spilled on her heart , skilled with the passion i pour there
I have a glass of her pain and it consumed me
true the truth hurts
it will do more than hurt, sure it will
hunted and chased down
apprehended, caught, Im lost now
I fall< I rise up
I live for the satisfaction it gives her
half the battle aint even faught yet
half my heart still i breate air
all my love im willing,
doubted it not even for a second
planted and watched hope grow
watched and never looked away from the first day
and from her first words
I deserved them
I am a success when i search you\
a failure when i give up
a monster when i get mad
the devil when you want him
a mind of a wise man when you try me
Im a fool just to blind them
a loud mouth to the be the sound of
a leader so they will surround me
a ninja when i get them all in then
a major part of the whole scheme of
The things i dream of
the life i want back
Even if it feels like your world is crashing down, you can get through this.
You can overcome
By Michelle Morris
05/09/2021
When your world is crashing down,
And you feel like you're imploding,
Stop and take a moment to
Get your breathing under control.
It's seldom as bad as we're
Imagining it to be;
So have faith in the Universe
To set your soul free.
You are tied to nothing that
You are willing to let go;
So take stock of your situation
And let your feelings flow.
Be guided by your angels,
Open your mind and be inspired;
Connect to your higher self,
And let your inner truth reveal the sides.
And as time passes by,
You'll get the hang of it, I'm sure;
You'll grow in experience and confidence,
And have less times of feeling insecure.
Remember that half the battle,
Is what's playing in your mind;
Keep your thoughts good and pure,
And be blessed by heaven's timing.
No matter what the challenge,
You can overcome the tests;
If you focus on being able to do it well,
Your angels will help with the rest.
Let this be a reminder,
There are always rainbows after the storms;
And no matter where you are today,
You can always begin again.
Love and light.
© Michelle Morris, 2021
to be or not to be is that really what we want to know
when before us lies such a great lesson.
but who will ever realize what it may bestow
if we dont start out by asking questions.
you might not find all the answers you seek
but at least you can be on the right track
curiousity is what seperates the strong from the weak
and the unwilling seems to get left back
we tend to cling to our beleifs wheather right or wrong
continuing to step out on faith
we feel the only way we can carry on
is by doing whatever it may take
so we try hard to bridge the gap between imagination and revelation
when we think all else is lost.
avoiding all life's greatest temptations
by knowing you end up paying the cost.
trying eagerly to escape the lies
for the human mind is so collective
for if we could take one look at us thru others eyes
we'll see life in a different perspective
In seventies, bare seventeen you look,
To me, forever in your teen you look.
Just one more year and all ready to wed,
One, ever playing youthful bin, you look.
Wallowing in youthful wealth, scarce without,
Of happiness and content, queen you look.
Secret? Fate nor fortune comes in your way,
Work as worship can be seen in your look.
Sweet touch of breeze, and wetness mischievous,
Life’s golden touchstone, yen and yin you look.
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Ghazal | 07.02.2026 | humour, life, wife
Note: Humorous ghazals are often known as Hazal.
To keep one’s better half in good humour is half the battle won, they say. Now at this late age if the rest of it is lost it matters little, I hope.